this morning sheila stowell posted about napowrimo on the facebook. i had never heard of it before – a month long challenge to write thirty poems in thirty days. they provide prompts or you can self-prompt.
this blog began a long long time ago with a personal challenge to write 300 words i felt comfortable publishing each day, and has been a solace and growth space for me for over ten years. i am going to do napowrimo and it feels right to publish as much as i can of the poems here. i will still probably publish other stuff too, but this feels right on time.
the eagle doesn’t cry. he is too fixed
on majesty to feel bad about gravity’s load.
(from macho man’s last elbow drop, w. todd kaneko)
find a dropped feather
place it on your altar
but i am not more sacred
not more clean, more perfect
just the part of you that has to fly
i take my meditation
on the up draft, in the patterns
small & fierce & naked
in all motion unprotected
i cast my shadow down & watch it grow
drop the found feather
hidden in your prayers
don’t say my name to god
she’ll laugh in mirrors
push you from ledges
i gasp up the wind
its all of the same miracle!
& this knot of pounding wonder
must offer over & again over
to love even the darkness without weeping